Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario
No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
acted admired admitted affected afterwards appears beautiful believe called cause character Charles church comedy consider court criticism death dedication distinguished drama Dryden Duke English equal Essay excellent expression favour feelings fortune give hand heroic honour interest James John kind king labour Lady language late learned least less letter lines literary lived Lord Malone manners means merit nature never occasion once opinion original party passages performance perhaps period person piece play plot poem poet poet's poetical poetry political preface present probably published reason received reign remarks rendered rhyme satire says scene seems sense Settle share shew spirit stage style success taste theatre thing thought tion tragedy translation true turn verse Virgil whole write written wrote
Página 168 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower...
Página 314 - To take up half on trust, and half to try, Name it not faith, but bungling bigotry, Both knave and fool, the merchant we may call, To pay great sums, and to compound the small, Memoirs of My Life and Writings For who would break with Heaven, and would not break for all?
Página 187 - His style is boisterous and rough-hewn, his rhyme incorrigibly lewd, and his numbers perpetually harsh and ill-sounding. The little talent which he has, is fancy. He sometimes labours with a thought ; but, with the pudder he makes to bring it into the world...
Página 309 - Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure, Hearken unto a Verser, who may chance Rhyme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure : A verse may find him, who a Sermon flies, And turn delight into a Sacrifice.
Página 473 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Página 119 - He, who dares love, and for that love must die, And, knowing this, dares yet love on, am I.
Página 123 - I boldly answer him that an heroic poet is not tied to a bare representation of what is true, or exceeding probable : but that he may let himself loose to visionary objects, and to the representation of such things as, depending not on sense and therefore not to be comprehended by knowledge, may give him a freer scope for imagination.
Página 288 - Th' unconscious stream sleeps o'er thee like a lake. " Next plung'da feeble, but a desperate pack, With each a sickly brother at his back : Sons of a day ! just buoyant on the flood, Then number'd with the puppies in the mud.
Página 109 - Poets like lovers should be bold and dare, They spoil their business with an over-care. And he who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.
Página 273 - O early ripe! to thy abundant Store What could advancing age have added more? It might (what nature never gives the young) Have taught the numbers of thy native tongue. But satire needs not those, and wit will shine Thro' the harsh cadence of a rugged line: A noble error, and but seldom made, When poets are by too much force betray'd. Thy generous fruits, tho...